paroles de chanson Workaholic - Billy the Fridge

This goes out to all the people working day jobs
Who would quit if it didn't mean the pay stops
I just wanna play until my brain rots
Don't know no other way so I take shots
Yeah I take shots
I can drink a Hennessy half-gallon
Some call it a problem?
I call it a talent
You gotta balance
Living that kind of life
Being that kind of guy
Working the 9-5
A life of leisure a believer call in sick today
Ay! Whos dick I gotta suck to get a Chik-Fil-A?
That's gay
No really though, its time to stop
When it comes to girls im a boatload of vagina shop
A fine line to walk
Do you think it's funny?
Bear with me bitch better have my honey
Cracking brewskis with the broskis
We ain't lonely
4 A.M. we up drunk cooking macaroni
Fine bologna, drinking out a bag of wine
Shit its Wednesday, I gotta get to work on time
I go in drunk be all like "Fuck the boss!"
I'm something like Rick Ross with extra sauce
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fucking workaholic
Okay come up out yo' pocket
Put that money in my wallet
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fucking workaholic
It's Friday, i'm more excited than Rebecca Black
That's my fun day cuz Mondays are hecka wack
Hear the record scratch
Pizza party Kowabunga
Overtimes a waste of time
We ain't gettin' any younger
We ain't gettin' any drunker
We hit a plateau
Chasing chubby chicks imma dry hump a fat roll
Man thats so-- AH fuck it smash bitches
We ain't gotta work today its half Christmas
Put some hash in it
You wanna shmoke a bowl?
We got recall cans of Four Loko, bro
Kick it with the juggalos, i'm half-slizzard
Call up Wally Wigger rilin' with the rap wizards
No Sciccors
Punk rock don't crack curls
More like big fat, kick back, and grub churros
We love girls, settle for a few slut hoes
It's a work night
"Dude loose butthole!"
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fucking workaholic
Okay come up out yo' pocket
Put that money in my wallet
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fucking workaholic
Somedays you just got to get loose
Sit on top of the roof
Crack a couple of brews
And let things go
Somedays you just got to get loose
Sit on top of the roof
Crack a couple of brews
And let things go
This goes out to all the people working day jobs
Who would quit if it didn't mean the pay stops
I just wanna play until my brain rots
Don't know no other way so I take shots
So I take shots
Yeah I take shots
Wanna take shots?
Call it what you wanna call it
I'm a fucking workaholic.